There she weaves by night and day
A magic web with colours gay.
She has heard a whisper say,
A curse is on her if she stay
To look down to Camelot.
She knows not what the curse may be,
And so she weaveth steadily,
And little other care hath she,
The Lady of Shalott.
But in the end, she still died.
Arwen, Mat and Rose. I don't believe I ever
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It's fine. You're welcome. Wish I wouldn't have sunk so much.
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That's why I wanted you to stay.
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[Private to Rose]
You have more sorrow in you then I. I didn't want it to weigh you down.
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Yeah...suppose that's true. Good thing I had that rope.
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So did you write that yourself or is it from a book?
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[ooc: Dammmnnn that is long. AIM hates me. ;__; *kicks meebo*]
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[ooc: Fuck you Meebo! I have funny news for youuuuu]
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How have things been lately?
[ooc: I hate meebo so much. D: I wannna knowwww! I'm d/ling AIM so I'll be on tonight.]
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